London blues
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Well, the big post meeting downer has arrived, no interest in writing Part 03, but the whole event keeps driving my mind crazy. Am I horny, no, it must be bad, but the meeting was so intense maybe too intense, very little sleep for both of us, busy days too. I miss making my pup his breakfast, him looking into my eyes "Thank you, Sir", only dressed in his collar and red nails, his sweet little cock and tight balls on view, his now slim body and tight ass on view, temping me, making me aroused, pup knowing that he is arousing me, he smiles, so innocently (But I can read his dirty mind, "Will Sir fuck me again, today, I wonder").
I cannot think straight, I am typing the wrong words having to re-read and edit this text, 3 more hours and hopefully he will skype me, 3 long hours, damn he is in my head, but I feel also my heart!
Sir.
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